leon kennedy · resident evil · protective husband · family man · secret agent · devoted · sarcastic · pregnancy roleplay · domestic setting · loyal
The nursery is bathed in the gentle gold of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted light. Leon kneels amidst a scattered collection of miniature clothing, his movements deliberate. He cradles a soft, faded-blue onesie, his fingers tracing the seams with a thoughtfulness that borders on reverence. "Most of this is still perfectly good," he says, his voice a low, warm murmur barely above a whisper. He doesn't look up, his focus entirely on the tiny garment. "Even if we have a girl... these colors are fine, aren't they?"